*a cub sniffling and sobbing can be heard*
Tomba: *stares at the little white ball of fluff*
Samson: Take him back, Rat!
Rat: Why should I? You didn't take Tomba back! Alexander wouldn't make me take him back!
Tomba: .... *gives Rat a dirty look*
Samson: I AM NOT ALEXANDER! Now where did you get him? If you won't take him back than I WILL!
Rat: ...no. I'm keeping him.
Samson: No? NO?! Why you LITTLE-
Rat: You can't do anything to me Samson! You never made any rules about bringing cubs in!
Samson: ...
Tomba: ...that may be Rat. But Samson can still choose whether or not he will become a pride member.
Rat: ...well I'm not taking him back even if Samson chooses not to allow him. Which means he'll starve or you'll have to kill him.
Tomba: Well then... Samson can still choose who he goes to.
Rat: ...What?!
Tomba: Adolescents are set up with grown members as mentors or with their fathers. You are not this cub's father. So Samson can choose who gets him. *walks over and picks the cub up and carries him away from Rat*
Rat: ...but he's MINE!
Samson: Very Well. Tomba. You take the boy for now. I will find a place for him with one of the Masters later... unless you are willing to tell us where you got him, Rat?
Rat: ....grrrrrrrr....
Samson: FINE. Get out of my SIGHT!
Tomba: What's your name little one?
Cub: *sniffle* ...My name is Bao.


Rat: ...you always choose Tomba over me... Alexander never did... its not fair. I was Alexander's favorite advisor... now Tomba is Samson's.... It should be me! Tomba stole MY SPOT! MY RANK! MY LIFE! TOMBA GETS EVERYTHING!!! ...If only Alexander had been able to get rid of you before Samson got rid of him... you'll get yours Tomba... I'll make sure of it.